Heaven's Burning

He spoke and called me worthy, Whilst we both knew it were wrong..
And told me Heaven's burning, With the flavour of his tongue..
And informed me of my searching, reaching, striving just to fail..
He told me Heaven’s burning,
So there's no need to prevail.

It felt as though life were sharding, And he told me of my worth..
Of how I'd been powered destroy all happiness, I could Swallow up the earth,
So to make the people underneath, looking up to faith so high..
Believe that heaven's burning,
Even though it was a lie.

He screamed, yet void of meaning - woeful, changed nothing inside..
As hatred flew from his void within, I found and had no need to hide.
I was swallowed by the sharpness.. My mind played ‘sick’ again,
And although Heaven seems to be burning,
I get to choose the end.

His mouth was open crying, My core shattered, dirited by defeat..
There's no excuse to hate me now, My Life Blood at my feet..
Yet tell me I'm still broken, This poor mind can't win the fight..
If blindness is what you've given me
As Heaven Burns I recieve my sight.

He spoke, and I heard worthy. This Mind plays ‘sick’ again..
He told me heaven's burning.. But it didn't mean the end.
So whilst I keep on trying, And losing faith in flight..
Don't tell me heaven's burning,
I understand I’m right.